Page 23 of Krampus Kruk
He nods the slightest amount before he raises his arm, showing me the side of his wrist. “This is the loudest signifier of my past.” He points to a black crow tattoo.
“How does that work now that you’re retired?”
“I’m retired. There’s no more work.”
“But you told me you own the bar,” I press.
“I do, but I don’t manage it.” Then he smirks. “You’re stalling.”
I wasn’t intentionally stalling, but I guess I am. He’s earned it: a great blowjob. “Take those off already.”
He chuckles, sliding down the briefs, releasing a thick cock.
“Uncut,” I mutter. He winks, and fuck, do these winks do something to me. “Get back on your knees and ask nicely.”
He steps toward me, leaning down to press a kiss to my forehead.
Why am I smiling so much?You are not actually going to have a thing with Krampus.
He drops to his knees, his hands resting on my thighs as he settles himself between my legs. His eyes flick up to meet mine as his hands slide up to my hips. “Please,” he says, and I hear the sincerity in the word.
My lips immediately curl into a silly grin, and I lean in for a kiss, wrapping my arms around him. “Okay, I will suck your dick now.”
He stands, palming himself. I watch his erection continue to grow as it nears my mouth.This is a great cock.I flick my eyes up to him, part my lips, then open.
“Good girl,” he groans, guiding himself in. His fingers tangle in the hair at the back of my neck as he slowly moves. I grab the base of his cock, stroking, following my bobs up and down. I speed up, going at him. He grumbles then pulls out of my mouth, and I look up as I release him from my hand.
“Show me your fucking throat,” he says, deep, almost strangled. I squint, and he tilts my chin as high as it will go before he runs his finger down my throat, smirking. “You can take it deeper.”
I think back to other guys demanding for me to take them deeper. This phrase, “you can,” hits differently. It’s motivating rather than bringing out my defiant tendencies.
“Yes, Daddy,” I tease, wrapping my hand—and my lips—around his cock again.
I don’t hate saying it to him, I think, holding his gaze as I take him all the way.
He hums, rubbing his thumb across my cheek before digging his fingers into my scalp.
“Take it,” he grunts.
I bob as deep as I can. My eyes water as I take all of him. He hums, and that noise is my motivation. There’s just something about him, the way he makes me feel.
I want him to never forget how epic I was.
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“Look at me,” I command, watching her bob. Her brown eyes lock with mine. “This is not mediocre. It’s perfect.”
She hums, a cute little noise, before playfully sticking her tongue out and slowly licking up my cock.
“I was going to punish that mouth but … Fuck, baby, this is good.” I cup her face in my hands then guide my cock back in. Holding her face, I slowly fuck her mouth, sliding my hands into her hair. “All this bark about how you weren’t going to suck my dick,” I taunt.
She bats her lashes, fucking taking it. “I’m close. Remember, I’m making a fucking mess of your face and body.”
The sound of her taking my cock, choking on it a little, those nasty noises that come from taking it deep. I groan, savoring this.
“Let me fuck this pretty face harder.” I tighten my grip on her scalp and command her head.
This is too good.Way too good.
